I am a master in India

Chapter 114 Good wind relies on strength
Although Ron turned down several interview calls, reports about him had already spread throughout Mumbai.

After Kavya's photo was published, other newspapers immediately followed suit.

The first thing they dug up, of course, was Ron's biographical information.

He comes from the talented and beautiful Uttar Pradesh, and his parents are respected teachers.

They died in a sectarian conflict and at the hands of the Bakumin.

Now their son Ron has saved dozens of Mumin in another conflict!

Hiss! Only Saint Baba can do this.

Another newspaper said that he had been doing this for a long time. He provided free medical treatment to the poor in the slums, never charged any money, and never discriminated against their beliefs.

Yaar! Dr. Sur is a good man!
Well, in that case, there's no need to be polite.

Ron changed his previous rude attitude towards interviewing reporters and accepted all the subsequent interview calls.

"I heard you are a Brahmin? Why do you want to save your 'mortal enemy', the Mumin?"

"The injured people are innocent. I can't just watch them die."

“Is this your ethics as a doctor?”

"I'm not a real doctor. My real identity is the founder of Suhl Electric."

"Oh, Soul Electric? Are you a businessman?"

"Yes, Suer Electric's revolutionary product is the water conditioner, which is the result of our latest technological research."

The word "revolutionary" was somewhat attractive after all, and the reporters listened patiently, but what they really cared about was the political issues.

Ron then cooperated and revealed that what the newspaper said was true. He treated the poor, including Hindus, Moslems, Sikhs, and even Christians.

That's great, the reporters' eyes sparkled and their pens flowed with energy. In interviews like this, everyone contributes what they need and cooperates with each other.

Similar conversations occurred in almost every interview call.

Anyway, as Ron was chatting, he turned the topic to Soul Electric Appliances.

The ultimate goal is only one, water conditioning.

According to Ron's introduction, it not only has a cooling effect similar to that of an air conditioner, but also has a price comparable to that of an electric fan. It is simply the most perfect product in the world!
After dealing with several inexplicable phone calls in a row, Ron hung up the phone with a "click" sound and in high spirits.

Great, the big job in Mumbai comes at the right time!
The attacks by the Mughals will inevitably paralyze commercial activities in Mumbai for a period of time.

Public places would even be ordered to close, and if it weren't for what happened before, Ron's electrical appliance factory might have been stillborn.

But it’s different now, he is famous!

With the instigation of the government, media and Shiv Sena, Ron Soul's name is bound to become a hot word in Mumbai news for some time to come.

Since Ron couldn't change this established fact, he might as well go with the flow and make good use of this favorable situation.

As the report progresses, the reporter will definitely want to uncover more explosive news.

It would be better to release the news about Sur Electric Appliances in advance so that reporters who cannot find materials can avoid making random fabrications.

Oh, by the way! He also needs to go to the electrical appliance factory and ask Ashish to prepare some beautiful water air conditioners.

The factory's equipment also needs to be put into operation, and it would be best to start working overtime now.

As for the motor raw materials, Singapore needs to notify them to send another shipload immediately.
Suddenly, Ron found himself with too much to do.

Why go back to Uttar Pradesh? Today we are all from Mumbai!

Ding-ling-ling. The phone ringtone that makes people love and hate it rang again.

"Ron, I don't know if this is good news?" It was Kaavia's voice.

"What?" Ron breathed.

"The Times of India would like to do an exclusive interview with you. If you agree, you can choose any of the previous advertising publication schedules."

"So you fought for the latter conditions?"

"Of course." Kavya said with a smile.

"Okay!" Ron agreed without hesitation.

Kavya knew that his entire fortune was invested in the electrical appliance factory, and she also knew what he needed now.

Ron, the Sea King, always tries his best to use all his skills on her, and don’t you see the effect?

This is The Times of India, the newspaper with the highest circulation in India.

Its "nobility" can be seen from the 60 rupees advertising fee that Ron paid before.

The so-called exclusive interview must be dominated by the other party, but Ron is not unable to bring in his own opinions.

If used well, this will be an unprecedented new product promotion.

Thinking of this, Ron became a little restless and decided to go to the electrical appliance factory right away.

He will slowly compensate Kavya for his “ejaculation” later and ensure that she will not be able to contain it.

After comforting the uneasy Nia and finding a few trustworthy people including Vinod, Ron rushed to the suburbs without stopping.

There he met Aj Lal again, who was wearing a brand new uniform.

"I got promoted to First Inspector." Ai Jie smiled bitterly. "They asked me to be in charge of the investigation of the bombing case."

"Oh, congratulations." Ron was a little surprised. As far as he knew, Superintendent of Police was the ceiling for junior officers in the Indian police system. Above that was Inspector of Police, the true mid- to high-level officials.

If Aijie takes one more step forward, he will be able to overcome the hurdle that countless people cannot overcome in their entire lives.

Typically, only police officers with at least eight years of service are eligible for promotion to First Class Superintendent. Considering Aijie's age, being in his early thirties, this was clearly a special promotion.

"Oh, forget it," Ai Jie said, but he was not so excited. "My office will be moving to the south in the future, but this is still one of my jurisdictions. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

Is the bombing case that easy to investigate? Ajie was unsure, vaguely aware that his superiors had handed him a difficult position. But one thing was certain: he hated the bastards who had caused the bombing.

Perhaps because he had the experience of "fighting side by side" with Ron, Aggie revealed a lot of inside information to him.

After they parted ways yesterday, Ajay went to Dadar, where a petrol station had also exploded, right in front of the Shiv Sena headquarters.

Senior officials of the Shiv Sena were very nervous and ordered Ajay to go into the gas station to check if there were any other bombs.

Those people were all politicians, even his superiors. Under orders, Ai Jie had no choice but to search every corner of the gas station with a baton in hand, but fortunately, he found nothing else unusual.

Perhaps his heroic performance impressed the Shiv Sena, or perhaps he was instrumental in defusing the bomb at Victoria Railway Station, but in any case, he was inexplicably promoted to the rank of First Class Superintendent.

He now had twenty detectives under his command, not counting the regular police officers. But the work he had to do was much more difficult, as the perpetrator of the bombing must be a ruthless criminal.

The Shiv Sena government has changed its previous style of evasion and procrastination in dealing with riots caused by Hindus. They have vowed to pursue the suspected Hindus relentlessly and investigate thoroughly because the Shiv Sena is the victim this time.

Aij did not refuse such an order. The tragic scene in Mangerdas Market made him want to find out every participant in the bombing, beat them up, and then send them to jail.

He also told Ron that the perpetrators targeted the most prominent buildings in Mumbai: the Air India Building, the Stock Exchange, the Centaurus Hotel, and the Shiv Sena Headquarters all had explosions.

In one day, more than 500 people were killed and thousands were injured. At Mumbai International Airport, saboteurs, unable to reach the planes, finally threw grenades onto the road leading to the tarmac.

Ron was stunned by the news. This was the first time he had a comprehensive understanding of yesterday's explosion. Even Kavia could not understand it so comprehensively.

The airport was indeed bombed, but fortunately his store was saved and there were no casualties.

The bomb at the train station was also defused by accident. Ron was really lucky.

At the same time, he could understand why the government and the media wanted to publicize his deeds. In this extremely tense atmosphere, everyone needed a hero so much.

Although the great and glorious reports are vulgar, they are useful.

At critical moments, people are willing to believe, but they can also lull themselves into unconditional belief.

At this moment, Ron just wanted to shout, "Good wind, help me soar to the sky!"
After saying goodbye to the hurried-looking Ajay, the first thing Ron did when he arrived at the electrical appliance factory was to call Ashish.

“Where is the final product?”

"Here!" Ashish took him to the office, where three water air conditioners of different sizes were neatly placed.

Although the bombings have caused panic among the public, Ashish, who lives in the slums, is much calmer. The rioters are targeting South Mumbai, so what does that have to do with the suburbs to the north?
Without Ron's instructions, Ashish came to work in the factory on his own initiative the next day. He is really a qualified cow and horse.

"How much have their costs dropped now?" Ron's eyes flashed.

"The smallest one is 100 rupees, the middle one is 230 rupees, and the most comprehensive one is 500 rupees."

Ashish introduced them to him one by one. They currently have a total of three fixed products. The cheapest and smallest one is 11 inches wide, just enough for one person.

It saves money wherever it can. The fan is made of low-quality thin plastic, the motor is very noisy, and the water tank is pitifully small.

Even the cotton wool that absorbs water has been replaced with coconut fiber, which is everywhere on the beach and is free of charge.

The only thing worth mentioning is that the motor speed is very fast, even if the sink is dry, it can be used as an electric fan.

Ron automatically ignored these shortcomings. Indian people are not picky people at all, they just want something cheap.

The economy model is originally aimed at the poor. It doesn't matter if it is noisy, has a short cooling time, and has no gears or timing functions. The key is that the price cannot be high.

The one in the middle is the main product. It is over 21 inches wide and is large enough for a family.

Compared with the economy model, not only has the material been improved, but it also has significantly lower startup noise and the sink keeps cooling longer.

In addition, there are gear and timing buttons on the top. This thing now uses a mechanical timer, which costs more than 50 rupees each.

The principle is simple: the user tightens the spring, which drives the gear train. When the timer expires, the contacts open and the fan stops.

Ron originally wanted to reduce the cost of the main model to around 200 rupees, but because of this, he was never able to do so.

The top-of-the-line model is also the largest, measuring over 32 inches. Its design is more complex, using a high-end mechanical timer to further reduce noise. Ashish also added a water circulation system.

It no longer relies solely on water from the sink, but can also be connected to the tap water pipeline, so that it can achieve uninterrupted long-term battery life.

Generally speaking, Ron is still satisfied, as the three products cover most consumer groups.

"Have you done any research on the market price of ordinary table fans?" Ron asked again.

"The price of a fan from a generic brand ranges from 500 to 800 rupees, while well-known brands like Bajaj and Usha can go as high as 1000 to 1500 rupees."

Considering India's consumption level these days, electric fans are considered mid-priced appliances and not everyone can afford them.

After all, this price is equivalent to an ordinary person's income for half a month to a month, so you need to grit your teeth to make up your mind.

This is good news for Ron. Water air conditioners are positioned higher than electric fans, but the cost is not much different.

This is going to be a big hit, especially at this critical juncture.

“Ashish, we need to get our machines running and more workers!”

Ashish's eyes lit up, as he had a large number of relatives and friends to arrange.

(End of this chapter)